You are my wife, don't doubt it!

You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Author: The Mountain of Light

Summary:

"Wife, even if you are not so beautiful, rich, smart, gentle, and good at fighting, I will still love you the same way."

"Well, I know."

"Because you are the wife destined for me by God, loving you is my duty."

"No, it's because no one else will date you except me."

“…I don’t think so.”

Regular version introduction↓↓↓

A teenager who has been single since birth meets his daughter 30 years later.

"Little cotton-padded jacket, little cotton-padded jacket, tell me quickly, who is your mother?"

TAG: Shura Field, no system, but with copies.

Chapter 1 Mirror

The first time Xiao Yao met Shen Tianyun was on a rainy night in early summer during the second semester of his senior year.

At that time, he was awakened by the intensive thunder and heavy rain. He got out of bed in panic and ran to check whether the windows were closed.

A long flash of lightning tore through the night sky, lighting up the dim room through the curtains.

Xiao Yao covered his ears in a daze, ready to reject the gloomy thunder that followed.

The old clock on the wall remained completely unmoved, and the hands continued to move steadily towards three o'clock in the morning.

Campus ghost stories are something that every school has, but at St. Francis Xavier's School where Xiao Yao studies, perhaps because of its long and complicated history, the students here are particularly fond of the various supernatural legends that are passed down by word of mouth.

For example, someone said that he met a new friend during the military training in his first year of high school, but when he met this friend again after school started, he said that he had asked for leave and did not participate in the military training.

For example, someone said that he was awakened by thunder at three o'clock in the middle of the night. When the lightning illuminated the room, his future self appeared in the mirror.

Those rumors spread among the girls so vividly that they seemed to be true.

"So what if it's true?" This is how Xiao Yao always responds to these stories.

After the thunder, everything in the room had already been submerged in shadow. In the silence, there was still only the unhurried footsteps of the second hand of the old wall clock.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and Xiao Yao's eyes were filled with brightness.

This scared him a lot. Xiao Yao looked carefully and saw that the door of the closet opposite the bed had opened at some point. Just now, it was the dressing mirror on the inside of the door that reflected the light of the lightning.

Xiao Yao stood up, walked to the mirror and stood still, thinking of the legend of the future in the mirror.

But there was nothing in the mirror.

Xiao Yao smiled awkwardly. This was only natural.

As he casually closed the cabinet door, a thunderclap came as expected.

The thunder woke Xiao Yao from his sleep, and an idea entered his mind:

What the hell, nothing?

He rubbed his eyes hard, turned on the light with a "click", and opened the cabinet door again.

This time, there was still nothing in the mirror, and it was also dark.

Xiao Yao sucked in a breath of cold air, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared instantly, and his nose, which had been blocked for three days, suddenly became clear. He subconsciously reached out to touch the mirror, but his hand touched nothingness and passed through it directly.

!!!

Wondering if he was in a dream, Xiao Yao put his other hand in, then a foot and half of the body, and finally the head.

After he stretched his head over, the thunder and rain stopped abruptly. In the silence, Xiao Yao slipped through.

Although the lights were not on, Xiao Yao could see with the moonlight that this was still his room.

It was an old house of about seven or eight square meters, but the furnishings and layout were a little different from mine, and there was a big stuffed bear on the floor.

Could it be that he ran to the next door? No...

Xiao Yao looked up at the clock on the wall. There was a screen that seemed to be displaying numbers.

He leaned in closer to look and saw the time and date displayed on it: May 2034X, 5.

It turned out to be a broken electronic clock. What a pity to waste such a large screen.

But it still doesn't seem right, is this a mirror world? I've seen such props in Doraemon.

If that were the case, the numbers would be reversed.

Xiao Yao thought this dream was fucking outrageous.

He shrugged and turned away.

A baseball bat passed by his ear and hit the corner of the table with a loud bang.

Xiao Yao screamed in horror, but the black shadow in front of him said nothing, not giving him time to react, and swung the stick at him again.

He had dodged the previous blow by luck, but this time it was too late. In a hurry, Xiao Yao subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, only to feel a sharp pain in his left wrist, and was hit hard.

Xiao Yao let out a low roar, grabbed the head of the bat with his right hand, and pulled hard. The shadow was startled, holding the other end of the bat tightly with both hands, but was still dragged forward a few steps.

"Let go!" Xiao Yao yelled, and exerted force again to grab the bat in his hand. However, the black shadow fell to the ground, hit his head on the edge of the bed, let out a scream, and then stopped moving.

...is it a female voice?

Xiao Yao raised the bat above his head and wanted to hit it again, but he hesitated. After waiting for a while, the shadow still didn't move, so Xiao Yao held the bat in one hand and slowly stepped back a few steps, following his memory to find the switch on the wall.

The lights came on, and what appeared before my eyes was a girl in green pajamas, with her fluffy bun dyed yellow. She was curled up on the edge of the bed, her white thighs exposed from the hem of her pajamas, and she was motionless at the moment.

Xiao Yao thought to himself that something was wrong and stretched out his left hand to feel the other person's breath, but the girl opened her eyes instantly and bit him!

"Fuck!" Xiao Yao punched down with his right hand as if it was a conditioned punch.

……

……

……

ten minutes later.

"Why are you crying?" Xiao Yao said unhappily, "It was you who started it first."

"You broke into my private residence and invaded it. I have unlimited rights to defend myself!" the girl in green said gritting her teeth, wiping her tearful face with the back of her hand.

The face is round, the skin is fair, and the features are delicate, which makes her quite cute.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

"What wired or wireless? Come and look at this mirror," Xiao Yao urged, using a baseball bat to push against the door of the closet, "Touch it and see."

"I'll look if you let me." The girl in green glanced at the bat in Xiao Yao's hand, stretched out her hand reluctantly, and then walked through.

"Sure enough..." Xiao Yao muttered to himself, "Wait, hey, you're just leaving like that?"

Xiao Yao returned to the other side of the mirror. The thunder had stopped, but the rain was still pouring down. The girl in green had her mouth shaped into an O, and was looking around.

"Oh! This looks like an antique from the last century..." The girl in green touched the 555 brand spring-spring floor clock and said to herself, "Ah, this calendar..."

"What's wrong?"

"…2004? You must be kidding, right?"

"What else? Are you really from 2034?"

The girl turned her head and her eyes met Xiao Yao's.

"Well, you really are." Xiao Yao nodded. Since there is such a thing as a mirror room, nothing is impossible.

……

……

The boy and the girl were like curious SpongeBob SquarePants, shuttling back and forth between the two rooms, repeatedly confirming the scene in front of them.

Xiao Yao opened the door of the green-clothed girl's room, and before him was a fog that he couldn't get out of, but the girl couldn't see the fog. In Xiao Yao's room, the girl couldn't get out of his room either.

"It seems," the girl in green stroked her chin, "after we enter the mirror, we can only go to the place where the mirror can reflect."

"So what is going on? Time travel, or parallel universe?" Xiao Yao was very excited.

"Don't worry," the girl looked up at Xiao Yao: "My name is Shen Tianyun, what's yours?"

"Xiao Yao." Xiao Yao sat on the ground and hugged Shen Tianyun's big teddy bear.

"Xiao Yao? Xiao means unfilial descendant, Yao means the dog that barks at Yao?" Shen Tianyun asked in surprise.

"Who is unfilial? Who is barking like a dog? You are the dog! Wait, how do you know?"

"..."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked cautiously. He regretted returning the bat to the other party.

"Birthday?" the girl questioned him.

"June 6, what's wrong?"

"which year?"

"It was 88. You were checking the household registration."

The girl's face flushed and her breathing quickened: "What are your parents' names?"

"Why should I tell you?" Xiao Yao refused.

"Your father's name is Xiao Tu, and your mother's name is Xu Qiuqin. They divorced when you were in the third grade of junior high school. You live with your grandma now, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Yao stared at her intently, "What else do you know?"

"Is there a possibility..." Shen Tianyun swallowed hard: "You are my father."

"?"

Chapter 2 Little Bear

After confirming the situation with Shen Tianyun for a long time, the two went back to their own rooms to sleep.

Strangely enough, Xiao Yao dreamed that he was watching himself wandering around the house from a bystander's perspective, sometimes standing and sometimes sitting. He wanted to wake up but couldn't open his eyelids.

It was not until dawn that he struggled to get up, his mind still in a daze.

The rain had stopped and the sound of birds chirping filled the air outside the window.

Xiao Yao brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on his school uniform and pants, and picked up his schoolbag.

"Last night's dream was too outrageous, really..." Xiao Yao laughed at himself: "Daughter, huh?"

As if in response to his call, the wardrobe door was pushed open with a creaking sound. A beautiful girl poked her head out and stared at Xiao Yao who was carrying a schoolbag.

Xiao Yao also stared at her blankly, and it took him a while to remember something.

"Didn't we agree last night that I should knock on the closet door before entering your place? Why didn't you knock?" Xiao Yao complained.

Shen Tianyun's short hair was messy, and she looked like she hadn't woken up yet. She stared at Xiao Yao for several seconds, then replied woodenly, "Oh, I just came to confirm that I'm not dreaming."

Maybe this was a particularly long dream, Xiao Yao thought: "Good morning."

"Ah, good morning." Shen Tianyun said, "You are busy, I have to go wash up and go out."

"Don't tell me, just tell me."

"Oh." Shen Tianyun closed one eye and yawned loudly.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Xiao Yao gave her a questioning look.

"Well," the girl looked a little hesitant: "I told my mother about what happened last night."

"Ah? You just... " Xiao Yao was stunned.